The days

Food for though.

It is almost christmas. Season of joy (my sister is disturbing my flow of thoughts...), giving, love, etc., you name it. Magically, the festive season brings along a subtle feeling of despair, like the after-taste of peach in a scarlett o'hara. It starts with a christmas carol, a reminder that it is almost january again. Then a tinge of loneliness sinks in as you recall a simple 'hihi' ; a casual knock on the door a night ago. Or did it knock on the heart?

The Australia trip had cost me a great deal, in terms of daily habits. My daily work out routine is no where in sight these days. All it takes is one day of slacking off to blow away the momentum. As for my reading, I am having difficulty keeping up, partly due to succumbing to the simple pleasures of life. Games games and more games, what good do they do anyway. An overdose of it probably demeans whatever credit it claims for being a form of relaxation. What now? New year resolutions?

posted by zente @ 6:44 AM